Home Primary Academy has closed for the summer. We’ve hung up the pencils (except for some sneaky timetables) and we’re having a break from work.
So much has happened in the last few months.
So the last few days have been about soaking up the quiet – sort of, as much as you can with two kids who seem to sense when you’ve snuck away. Their “mum” and “dad” sound remarkably like a lamb trying to locate it’s mother on the other side of the paddock.
Still, the moments are gold.
Breathing in the soft decay of the forest, the salty goodness of the sea, and warm grass wafting past as I lie in wait of the kids on the playground.
It’s good to get some space and soak up an English summer (not even a sign of sarcasm there).
Tough Mother 